Locomotive Daze

Traces of life fallen into a spiral death trap,

embalming the vanity of mankind with pleasure.

Take away these modes of pain,

drown this evil method of sleep.

Send this heart away to a burning field of confusion,

arrest a tired soul that collapses like a roman pillar.

Shift the eyes to a shiny new God,

sing a dying ballad of love to him.

Place a stone mask upon the aged face of time,

torn down to be thrown away in a new era of electronic personalities.

Emotional attachment fades away as a train of denial derails,

tonight the world dies alone.

Chapter 69